This grizzled forty-something year old worked as a divorce attorney for more years than he'd care to admit. He wears a ring on his finger from a marriage that fell apart long ago. If you look, you can see the stress written in every line on his face. If you get closer, you might smell the alcohol on his breath. This flight was the beginning of a vacation. He was headed to the first country on his dream trip. Now, stuck on a miserable spit of dirt, the only thing he can offer is his mediation skills and steady thinking. He can't start a fire or make a raft. He doesn't know the first thing about what's safe to eat or how to catch a fish. All he has is a bunch of strangers that he's now forced to rely on. "Shitty circumstances, if you ask me."